Forget birth, forget death,
But remember the aroma of flowers.
Forget fire, forget care,
But remember that fixed star.
My peace, my love, my hearts,
You appear and all auspicious,
East, west, south, north and
Everywhere, continue charts.
No seasonal change to place,
Within and outside, dear.
Let me dance in jubilation,
You are with all beauty, here.
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